Lyrics of the day.

Touch.

Touch in the flame's desires
Feeling the pain's denial,
And your fingers in the fire

Look:

Look in the candle light
See in the flame of life
And my spell is our lie

Taste the love,
The Lucifer's magic that makes you numb
The passion and all the pain are one,
You're sleeping in the fire
Taste the love,
The Lucifer's magic that makes you numb
You feel what it does and you're drunk on love,
You're sleeping in the fire

I gaze at the flame and fire burn
And cry out the name of which I yearn

Taste the love.
The Lucifer's magic that makes you numb
The passion and all the pain are one.
You're sleeping in the fire.

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Trial By Fire

I have been cleansed by pain

And I refuse to abstain

from the pleasures that drive

me to stick with this life.

Those who tell me to bend

will have their pride to defend

I have been tried by fire

And I'm as strong as they stand.

random poetry. (or maybe not so random....but i don't feel like telling this story just now)

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Electric

I love lightning bolts. Sure, I don't enjoy actually being on the receiving end of one, but it's something I can't stop doodling of late. So it was no surprise when I walked into a tattoo studio yesterday and asked for one on the chest.

I never even noticed till later that the bolt was pointed straight at my heart. In a way, it's fitting.

Lightning, to me, is many things. Energy; brilliance; passion; a strike to the gut; a flash of fever in the veins. (And not forgetting rock 'n fn' roll.) It's a kick of adrenaline. It's what moves people all around the world.

It's what moves me.

I'm hungry, boys and girls. Literally. (I need my dinner now.) Be back soon...

Holy Zeus! Details here.